Watching everyone dance, Lizabet thinks they shouldn't have bothered making it a masquerade at all.
People have masks, sure, but not ones that cover their face--they're mostly dainty little things that ring around the eyes or cover the mouth but don't do anything to truly hide their identity.
Lizabet, in her half-face mask, feels silly.
But the man who steps up next to her is in a mask that covers at least as much as hers does, and with the exposed part of his face he looks at last as disdainful surveying the room as she feels.
"Truly, nobility never manage to follow directions," he says. He glances over at Lizabet, then says, "Besides you, of course."
"I like rules," she admits, adjusting her mask slightly just to have something to do with her hands.
"A woman after my own heart," he says with a smile. Then he flicks his hands, just a little, and the room...changes.
Nothing specific, not immediately, but the whole tenor of the room, the tempo. The posture.
And then the first man takes out his cock and starts masturbating, right there in front of all of them.
A woman has her hands up her skirt next, and soon everyone on the dancefloor is masturbating or sucking or fucking right there, needy and frantic against the ongoing waltz.
Lizabet can see some very important people humping each other with wanton abandon.
"Rulebreakers get punished," he says, and offers her a hand. "Would you like to dance?"
She takes his hand, and they step onto the dancefloor, the only two people waltzing.
"Won't they get pleasure from this?" she asks as they waltz around a woman on her knees with a man's cock fucking her mouth.
He laughs. "They will find it very difficult to," he says.
Lizabet thinks about it as they dance. Eventually, she suggests, "Perhaps if it's on their face, where their mask should be?"
He laughs and flicks his hand again, and nearby a man pulls out of a woman's mouth to cum all over her face. He's still hard at the end of it, his cock bobbing and smearing cum across the woman's face. Moaning, she takes his hard cock back in her mouth again.
Lizabet and the man dance, and around them, the rulebreakers are punished.